Hope, hate, and disruption

When we lost hope, we also abandoned principles of decency and justice. The banners of hate, complicity and racism are cynically being held up to wave over the new US of A. We are so used to strong-arming and speech that incites to anger that we have become compliant. The abundance of disinformation from the top…

At the first

via Daily Prompt: Blush When first we fell in love, we were sure It would be forever, as if nothing could Separate us, like Romeo and Juliet, only We would not be duped into death as They were, ours would be a lifetime of Devotion, and there would be no compromise, No surprises at our…

Mass murder

Guns –as the pro-gun lobby likes to say– really do kill people, but those guns have to be in the hands of a person to do damage. The plea that gun ownership be kept in check so that the nutcase in your children’s high school can’t acquire one is largely being ignored by the officials in…

Polish or coverup?

via Daily Prompt: Varnish Putting a coat of varnish on an old beat-up piece is one way of making it look shinier and maybe younger than its years and wear. Like “fake news,” the ever-so-popular-with-the-conservative-base meme, varnish gives an illusion of things being other than they are. Let me explain what I mean about “fake…

Overwhelmed by emotion

via Daily Prompt: Overcome It is nearly another anniversary of the 9/11 attacks on New York City. As is always the case as this day comes around and is commemorated I am overcome with sadness.

Je ne regrette rien

It is a challenge to live life without remorse. There is always something you should have said, or could have done differently, better to remind you that you are merely mortal. Nonetheless, I have so few regrets, at least of things I failed to do. One big one is not having had georgraphy classes while attending…

In the garden

Let’s imagine a world of peace and harmony. Now imagine who (or what) would want to disrupt such a calm prospect. Are we in the garden of Eden? Does it require a devil (or THE DEVIL) to tear it all apart? Who would not want to live a life of quiet tranquility? Would you want…

Burt’s dad David

1. So often it is the small things, The little acts or habits a son recalls, Fondly remembering gestures, The tilt of the head, or the scrape Of a spoon on a breakfast plate, Those were endearing, dear man, Minute but specific memories of A father beloved and lost, Watched over with affection, While he cleaned…

Her gift

With my mother gone, I was at a loss, So many things unsaid, even after six Months of saying them and sharing Feelings, and thoughts, her body frailer Her spirit undaunted by the mortal threat Of the cancer, her iron will did not bend, But when she broke, I was at a loss, She was…

The days after September 11th

Sirens keening a nation’s woes, Tragedy wailing in the air, Sadness on every poster on the telephone poles,   Looks normal, we try to put a normal face on it And cry with the sirens keening tragically everywhere   Is this our resolve after tragedy…? New Yorkers look more beautiful today, Handsomer, stronger, more serious…